The two elves who were casting their natural magic on the bear hurriedly dodged backwards, while the hunter who ran to the side hurried forward, trying to keep the two female elves at bay from the oncoming bear.

But suddenly, a dangerous aura suddenly appeared on the side, and the hunter instinct forged in the jungle alerted these archers immediately, and their bodies swooped out sharply to the side. But they were still slower to pounce on them, and the two panthers sprang out of the shadows and threw the hunter to the ground, their sharp teeth beginning to bite.

Lin Yutian walked out of the jungle slowly, and when he approached, the two black panthers had already subdued the two hunters, one hunter was bitten to death, and the violent bear had slapped the two female elves out of the air. The two female elves spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood, and two golden injuries appeared on the top of their heads, and they fell directly to the ground, seeing that they were no longer alive.

"Tell me, go ......" Lin Yutian's deep words were silent in the middle of his words, because he suddenly couldn't figure out how to ask. The two hunters looked in horror at the wild boar that appeared, the talking monster?

"Y-What kind of monster are you?"

With such obvious physical characteristics, I can't even recognize the essence of the wild boar, isn't there a fierce monster like a wild boar in the realm of elves? Lin Yutian snorted lightly, looked up at the more than ten figures rushing out of the village, and whispered the classic line: "It doesn't matter who I am, if I ask and you answer, I can spare your life." ”

"I, I'm ......" The elf who was clutched by the Shadow Panther's claws swallowed hard, his hands and feet trembling a little, and then blinked violently, meaning to let the boar ask questions.

"From here to the nearest second-level main city, which is a larger city than the city over there, which direction are you going to go?"

"Huh?" The elf was stunned. It took a long time to come back to his senses and whispered, "I—I don't know what to do." ”

I don't know what to leave you for? Lin Yutian snorted lightly. The Shadow Leopard, who knew his master's intentions, directly pressed his paw down. Lin Yutian wanted to ask again, but the elf on the other side was directly frightened.

These spirits with weak physiques. Where is the legendary arrogance and unyielding? The wild boar sighed at the decline of the world, and then looked at the more than ten people who rushed over.

Roar! The giant bear roared, and the dozen or so people who ran immediately turned around and ran towards the pile of tree houses, Lin Yutian glared at the giant bear, and some blamed it for scaring these guys away directly.

It seems useless to ask these elves, even if there is no language barrier, but the 'misunderstanding' between the cross-ethnic races is too deep to allow for a normal exchange of information. Lin Yutian went straight into the village, and the treehouses were tightly closed. And no one dared to show their heads.

The so-called treehouse is nothing more than a wooden house built by the elves on the trees. These treehouses are very strange, some of the trees are directly next to the large trees with dense foliage, and the trunks are enclosed with planks, and the top is capped with a canopy. The treehouses are mostly two meters above the ground, presumably to protect them from moisture and insects and ants underground.

Overall, the elves live up to their reputation for being natural and caring for trees.

Four fierce beasts broke into the village, and the whole elven village was plunged into an atmosphere of unprecedented tension, and the children were placed in the hollows of the trees in the treehouse. The young man and the old man hid behind the wooden door and watched.

These monsters don't attack trees, do they?

The elves' treehouses also have some camouflage effects, ordinary magical beasts can easily treat these wooden houses as trees and let them go, and the elves themselves have a breath and smell close to nature, which is also the law that the elves have been training in the jungle for so long.

However, Lin Yutian is not an ordinary demonic beast. Glancing at the big bear on the side, the latter ran to the bottom of a wooden house and directly reached out and scratched the support of the wooden house. A few soft calls. The two elves fell out of the wooden door, and the bear raised his hand to slap it. but was drunk by the wild boar and retreated aside.

The tentacle fingers bloomed with a faint red light, directly controlling the two elves. And Lin Yutian looked at the somewhat old man and gave a little hope. This old guy has lived for so many years, he shouldn't have lived in vain.

The two elves, one old and one young, began to tremble in fear, but after the touch spirit directly controlled them, they returned to their normal state, saving Lin Yutian a lot of trouble.

"I ask you, how far is it from here to the nearest second-level main city? Which direction to go? ”

"Master, do you mean the city of Hilta? Or Gu Langqi? Gu Langqi is not far from there, and the city of Hilta is a two-hour northwest ride, where there has been a recent war. ”

"It's not these two cities, but the main city that is one level higher than these two cities, which is larger and has a much larger population."

"You're looking for Fillingmore?" The old elf couldn't help but have a yearning look on his face, "Oh, it's the most beautiful city-state, only the city in the sky can compete with him." The springs make the elves forever young and vibrant, the clouds are transparent, and the air is filled with the intoxicating scent of flowers. ”

"Do you know the road?"

"Master, every elf made a pilgrimage there in his childhood, and not only I know, but everyone in the village knows him."

Lin Yutian nodded: "Who is the fastest runner in your village?" ”

The old man pointed to the thin elf who was also controlled by Lin Yutian on the side, "My granddaughter, Effie. Drop Tower. Silk Blington. Cerkelno. ”

Granddaughter? This dark, skinny elf is the fastest? That's right, most black people are good at running, and Lin Yutian immediately believed half of it. And was also controlled by the touch spirit, Lin Yutian's mind moved, and the thin elf immediately followed behind the wild boar and walked towards the distance.

"Come with me," the boar was dizzy by the list of names, and turned and walked directly to the exit of the village, and the thin elf turned his head to look at the village chief, and bowed his head to follow.

Controlled by the Touch, it was a luxury for them to even say goodbye. And Lin Yutian didn't care about this at all, all he wanted was a guide who was good at running and led him to the holy land in the elven air.

"Village Chief! Village Chief, what's wrong with you, Village Chief! ”

"What's wrong with me? I'm fine, huh? The old elf looked at the villagers who had gathered around with some confusion, frowned and asked, "What are you looking at me like this?" Bache and the others were attacked by those monsters just now, go and see how they are! ”

"They're dead!"

"Oh, this damn monster! The owner must punish them! ”

Master? The surrounding elves took half a step back, and the old village chief unconsciously beat his chest and feet, looking quite sad and angry.

Probably, that's the real weirdness of the Touch.

An hour later, the skinny elf, who had been running after the boar, screamed and fell to the ground with a pale face, kicking his legs backwards in an attempt to stay away from the boar.

Lin Yutian threw out the touch spirit without saying a word, the gap between the two levels was too large, and Lin Yutian's touch spirit was released almost without intervals. Continue to walk ahead, there is a so-called Philimmore who has been to the so-called Philimmore, listening to the name, it should not be the Elven Royal Court.

At noon, Orendra fell into a deep dead silence, the weary warriors leaning on the heels of the city walls staring at the sky with white clouds floating in amazement, and the passers-by looked hurried, with sorrow hidden in their brows.

From time to time there was a never-ending cry in the wind, the priest's prayer was never cut short, and there was a faint smell of blood and burnt in the air.

The whole of Orlandra was lifeless after being sacked by the Beast Legion.

In a dark corner, the black-robed figure coaxing the beggars on the side of the road with candy and food, the boring hands and claws were shocking, but the eyes of these beggars fell on the bamboo basket he carried.

Soon, a group of beggars began to run around the streets and alleys singing awkward songs.

"Go, go, go, tell this good news to this world, and let the light meet the storm! Haha......ha

With a bang, the black-robed figure suddenly disappeared, and the words shouted by the beggars spread through the air of Orlandra:

The dragon's flames will be extinguished by the sea, and endless floods will spring up from the mountaintops;

The brave betrayer awakens again, but is powerless to resist the mad overthrow;

The gods are about to tremble in the shadows, and faith is once again crumbling in fear;

No one could save Orlandra then.

No one can save, Shattered Orlandra! (To be continued......)